Do you believe in envelopes?

The old man behind me in the checkout line demands to know where the envelopes are.

“Aisle two, sir.”

“No,” he barks. “I checked there. I looked for ten minutes. Nothing.”

“I can have someone go look.”

“Fine. But they won’t find any envelopes.”

The cashier dispatches someone to go look. A minute later that someone returns with envelopes.

The old man shrugs. In a calm voice he says, “Miracles happen.”

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